Chapter Nine Hundred and Ninety Second Doctor Do

When Pei Bao'er was pushed into the operating room, countless thoughts rose and fell in his mind.

What caught her heart the most was the joke sent by her best friend: Dr. Ling Ranling, who is so handsome, is going to reach out to open your leg, pull out your Achilles tendon, and crush it with his hands...

From this, Pei Bao'er made up a lot of brains, so that when she arrived in the operating room, everything in front of her eyes seemed a little illusory...

The cloth in the operating room is azure blue.

The towels in the operating room are dark green.

The people in the operating room are...

"Where's Dr. Ling?" Pei Bao'er suddenly panicked, turning her neck around, trying to see Dr. Ling's face from under a certain mask.

In fact, one could tell by looking at her figure that none of the people present was Dr. Ling.

"Doctor Ling is the chief surgeon, and he will come in after we are ready." Wang Jia is today's itinerant nurse. She has seen similar silly girls countless times, and she couldn't help smiling, saying: "You It's not because Dr. Ling is handsome that he hung up his account."

Pei Bao'er gave Wang Jia a disdainful look, and said, "Is it easy to get Dr. Ling's number? My father found a relationship before he could ask Dr. Ling to perform the operation."

Her expressions and words are all solemnly explaining one thing: yes, my sister is Bai Fumei, the kind who really has a mine at home.

Wang Jia pursed her lips and laughed: "It doesn't matter whether you found a relationship, or you hung up because Dr. Ling is handsome, it's true. Dr. Ling is the best in the world for Achilles tendon repair."

"My dad is so good at bragging, he only dares to say that he is the best." Pei Bao'er retorted habitually, then quickly looked around, pouted and said: "I'm not saying that Dr. Ling is not the best in the world, I mean... "

"Be more humble?" Wang Jia smiled, and re-examined the patient's test report, temperature report, operation consent form and anesthesia consent form while speaking.

These are procedural matters, and ninety-nine times out of a hundred, there is no problem, but I am afraid of the one time something goes wrong.

Pei Bao'er was lying on the operating bed, but he was chatting, and said: "I said, since Dr. Ling is the world's number one Achilles tendon repair, he can't make the wound smaller and the scar shallower. I watch TV Well, all great doctors are very powerful, like Dr. Ling, they should be even more powerful..."

Wang Jia looked at Pei Baoer and said uncertainly, "You should be studying sports, right? That's why you chose the open Achilles tendon repair?"

"Dance, I'm a dancer." Pei Bao'er corrected her solemnly.

Wang Jia suddenly said, "No wonder, dancers care about their scars."

"Girls are also studying physical education." Pei Bao'er shouted coquettishly.

Wang Jia looked at Pei Bao'er's face, and there was no fluctuation in his heart: "The current medical technology is like this. If the tendon is to be strong, you can only use surgery. As long as it looks good, use minimally invasive... In fact, you choose to do open. Surgery is correct, as the saying goes, scars will always fade away, the dance you have learned, the experience of various competitions, are the most precious, right."

"My mother said the same thing." Pei Bao'er let out a sigh of relief, then smiled at Wang Jia, and said, "Well, sister nurse, can you tell Dr. Ling to make me a smaller incision, and then When you sew, should you sew shallower?"

"You mean the stitched scar, as small and shallow as possible, right?"

"Yeah yeah.

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"Didn't you ask Dr. Ling during the preoperative talk?" Wang Jia didn't agree, but asked.

Pei Bao'er curled her lips: "Doctor Ling is good at everything, but he speaks well. He actually pretended to agree, and I won't hold him accountable..."

Wang Jia was helpless: "Since Dr. Ling has already said everything, what's the use of you asking me to say more, or do you just want me to pretend to agree?"

"Really?" Pei Bao'er still cared a lot. Of course, it's true that she wanted to be able to dance more.

Wang Jia spread his hands and said: "The specific size of the opening is determined according to your injury. The subsequent sutures are not to be sutured as you want. If conditions permit, Dr. Ling will definitely give you a piece of suture. Sew it well, in fact, it is definitely the best choice for you to find Dr. Ling under the current situation."

While Wang Jia was speaking, she also paid attention to Pei Baoer's calf. Because of the delay of a few days, Pei Baoer's calf wound was not in good condition, and by then, she might open her mouth more than normal patients.

However, just as she told Pei Baoer, at this time, finding Ling Ran was indeed Pei Baoer's best choice.

laugh.

When the operation door opened, Pei Bao'er immediately looked up excitedly, only to see a few dull-witted doctors walking in.

"Isn't it Dr. Ling's surgery?" Pei Bao'er was about to cry out.

"It's an anesthesiologist." Wang Jia explained.

"So many people?" Pei Bao'er shrank uncomfortably: "How long are you going to anesthetize me?"

"The others are doctors who came to visit the operation." Wang Jia explained with a smile, and said, "Dr. Ling's Achilles tendon repair is what doctors in many hospitals want to learn, so some people will come to visit. Bar."

"It's okay." Pei Bao'er scanned the people in the room, then probed again: "What about Dr. Ling, when will he come? You won't come in until I'm under anesthesia."

"Doctor Ling, with the assistance of Dr. Su, will position you properly before starting the anesthesia." Wang Jia explained.

Pei Bao'er's face turned red, and the photos and videos of various body positions that she had seen before all appeared involuntarily.

laugh.

Ling Ran entered.

The doctors who stayed in the operating room all paid attention to him.

Ling Ran raised his hand, and with the assistance of the nurse, he put on the surgical gown.

Ma Yanlin followed closely behind, tore open the bag of the surgical gown, and put it on vigorously.

Feeling the tense atmosphere, Pei Baoer just looked at Ling Ran nervously and greedily, feeling the hormones floating in the air at close range, as if the laminar flow operating room had lost its function.

"Relax your body and lie down." Ling Ran's voice came from the side.

Pei Bao'er quickly followed suit, and yelled in her heart: Dr. Ling's voice is so nice, please say a few more words.

Then, Pei Bao'er heard Ling Ran's voice coming again:

"It's going to be numb."

Before Pei Bao'er came to her senses, her consciousness began to blur.

"Today we're doing a small incision for Achilles tendon repair." Ling Ran said calmly after the patient had completed general anesthesia.

Ma Yanlin, who was preparing for the operation, was stunned: "Stop doing Zhu Ling's Achilles tendon repair?"

"It's similar, but with some modifications." Ling Ran paused, and said, "I discussed it with Academician Zhu, and I think the open Achilles tendon repair with small incisions is also of some value. For example, the current one A patient, she needs to dance, and she also needs to reduce scars in terms of career and life, so a smaller wound and a stronger Achilles tendon are her needs."

What Ling Ran said was already very detailed, and the few people who participated in the operation were naturally meaningless. Of course, this is also Ling Ran's main operation, and the medical staff will definitely cooperate throughout the whole process. If it is replaced by an attending doctor or a first-level inpatient doctor, if they want to modify the established procedures, they may be scolded out of their minds.

When the operation started, Ma Yanlin said chattingly: "Doctor Ling, did you modify the operation procedure specially for this patient?"

"Well, if it succeeds, we can continue to promote it in the future."

"You haven't leaked any information. I thought it was a routine operation..."

"A small incision may not be successful. If it fails, the incision should be enlarged and continue with the original process." Ling Ran's voice was clear and clear.

Ma Yanlin suddenly said: "So don't give the patient too high expectations, but you still found the best solution for this little girl..."

When Wang Jia heard Ma Yanlin's words, she couldn't help but let out a warm "Oh..." in her heart.

The other doctors in the operating room also felt it.

"Continue with the operation." Ling Ran didn't look at anyone, and without the slightest pause in his hand, he said, "Only when the operation is successfully completed, can the plan be considered successful."

"So you did find the best solution for the little girl."

"Isn't that what doctors do?" Ling Ran still didn't raise his head, and even his voice didn't change in the slightest.